Fort Worth weekly gazette. [volume] (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1887-07-29
THE
GREAT BANK ROBBERY.
A Romance OF the MetroDoIis Founded
Upon Notes From the Diary
Of Inspector Byrnes.
BY JULIAN HAWTHORNE, AUTHOR OF
"GARTH," ETC, ETC.
Copyrighted, 1887. By o. NJ. Durham. All
rights reserved,
CHAPTER XI.

copyrighted, 1881. By o. NJ. Durham. All
rights reserved,
CHAPTER XI.
a tell, blue-eyed man, with prominent
nose and quick, nervous manner, turned
into Broadway from Waverley place and
walked down to the corner of Bleecker
street. 1t was about 6 O'Clock of warm
spring afternoon. The tall stranger
standing on the west side of Broadway
looked across st the bank building for
minute. It was closed for the night; but
through the plate glass windows the inte-
rior was clearly visible. 1t seemed s very
easy thing to walk IN, throw open the
doors of the great vault, ill ones pockets
with bonds and bullion and Wslk out
again. The feat had, indeed, actually been
performed. But the game had not thus
far been worth the candle. The tall man
pulled his ClOse-CrOpped reddish beard
neryously, turned with an impatient
movement and mounted the staircase to
Grady's shop. which he entered.
Grady was half seated on the end Of his
counter with his arms folded staring
across the street. He also apparently
had been indulging gloomy thoughts
about the Manhattan Bank, On recogniz .
Ing his visitor ne nodded, but did not
change his position.
"Well, Jack Cannon, " he SO d, "What's
in the wind now?"
"Well, john" returned the other,
pushing back his hat from his forehead
and resting his hands on his hips, 81 was
! Just wishing that bloody bank had been
burnt before ever the boys got into it.
It's brought 'em no good"
"YOu'Te right, jack" replied the dia-
mond dealer, still staring out Of the
windows. OTIS done US no good, and
/ I'm tired seem it there. I'm going to
move"
/ "Move? Where to-"
"To the little place on Sixth avenue
4 you know it. wish I'd never left it, or
/ Prince street either. When [ took this
shop | sWOre to stay here till that bank
was wrecked, and good spell Of years
waited, and q big pile of money put up
on it; and many is the gang that met here
to talk it over and has started out to do
the JOB, too, and 81 last they done il sure
enough, and got clean of. And waat
was the use? Damn the day l first med
died with it,"
= J
scrape as the next man, Johu," remarked
the visitor. "Old Supers and Slsngs
don't get left as q rule"
"'As much Gs the next msn ~ " reDeat-
ed Grady, angrily. "And what's that
Who first thought of the lot? Who
4 planned it and paid for it, Not ell the
crooks in America would ever have seen
the inside Of thst vault if it hadn't been
for me. I nursed the scheme, and when
one and another would drop out Of it I'd
put on others. | gave 'em good advice.
And | guess the damned fools wish they
had taken the old mans tip now," he ad-
ded. "And so I'm to put up with as
much as the next man, am II What's
few thousand to me2 My price for the
lob was $500, OO0 that's what it was -"
"Why, John, you've got alI rubbed the
wrong way, haven't your" said Cannon,
sympatheticslly. "But say, you've got
most of the bonds and things, haven't
your"
"No, haven't" returned Grady sui
lenly. "Who said had?"
"Who would have 'em,if you wouldn't2
You had the things from Northampton
and Deep River, didn't your Who else
would have 'em?"
"If you want them bonds and securi-
ties, 20 and ask somebody else for lem;
that's all have to say about it! II I'd
had 'em I'll stake my life I'd have run
'em up TO a million anyhow! You know
the sort Of q men am, jack. Il you'd
been in New York, instead Of fooip
away your time in London, you could II
taken the whole shiplOad over to Adam,
and he'd have turned 'em into sOv'reigns
and napoleOns sfore those fools st the
bank here finished their breakfast. But
the boys thought they knew better Well,
| guess they're sorry and wish the'd
done the square thing by CID Supers and
SIsngs now"
81 expect they were reckoning on
blocking that duplicate bill, at Washing
ton. That would have fixed everything
all right. You were backing that your
self, you know, John" said CEHnol
twisting his beard.
"It was the last chance they had, and
gave 'em all the show there WAS" Grady
replied CURLY.
"They say you put big stake into
that, and never got it out again.
THEY'RE g set of d. fools and liars, +"
retorted Grady, with sullen herceness
q" / can put my stuff where | want to, and
keep it there, can't /? They got back
whatever they put up-let me see tbe one
who says ne didn't. know what you're
sitter, Jack Csunon,n he added with an
ugly look. You want to know who |
sent to Washington on that Job, and what
tie matter was about it, Well, I amt
goin' TO tell You; aud 1 amt goin' SO
stand no questions, neither. So the
sooner you drop it the healthier it'll be
all round. Do you Get that"
"You may 20 TO - and Washington
yourself, for all Care," answered Can
non with laugh. "Whst the devil do
want with your underground raCketsE
You've been getting gu. of bed wrong
end n,st JOnn-you amt Esp TO your
notch, came here % talk business, but
you're no better shan besg in q bees
nest"
II amt dom business nOw,p said
Grady, sitter pause; "snd i'll was this
STINT my business place. When I go oa5-i
Of this room tonight, KSon't come bsck /
again. I'm doue withsethe boys, aud
they're done with me, snaiI don't care
VINO knows ito
As 1t sppesre9, impossible to produce
any further m2TEssion onghim that even
ing, Jack Cannon teok hn departure, in-l
tending to renew thh talk the next dsy
Cannen was perhaps the cleverest and
mosS sucsessiul resotiator Of crooked
bonds sud aselritiss OF MS time; and,
having been oe4sged to leave England,
owing to.the miscarriage Of q gigantic
schema, cpacocted by other clever fergers
ga % crrsDS'a ErrDr.en